![]() ![]() He arrived in the hole and saw a figure slowly walk out within the darkness. After having drunk with someone else so happily in the past, he suddenly found drinking alone to be difficult. However, Li Qingshan would always end up picking up the cup of alcohol before placing it back down. Was he supposed to say, “Betrowth your daughter to me!” instead?Įver since that day, the meals each day became even more lavish. The reason why he did this was because there was nothing he could talk about if he did see them. He only said a single word from inside, “Go!” He managed to put on the act of a great hermit master perfectly. Li Qingshan did not open the door for them. He told him that Ma Chaoqun had already returned to Pheasant’s Grace mountain, and he had said that he would not be returning. The next day, Yu Shukuang brought Yu Zijian to thank him. However, he would always feel like he was missing a drinking buddy whenever he drank. The days suddenly mellowed out, but with Xiao An’s company, he did not find them boring. For the next few days, he ate pills and cultivated without skipping a beat. Or would he laugh aloud and praise, Nicely done! If what he said became true, if she wielded a sword and killed millions, only in search of great virtue and benevolence, would he regret it? Would he rather she return to this moment and place in time, return to the same kind-hearted, naive girl? Right now, Li Qingshan would have never imagined just what seed of fate, what seed of change, some random life philosophy he had cooked up would plant. Sometimes, a person’s growth and change only required a moment of inspiration, to let the seed sprout, to let the divine sword out of its sheath. It lost most of its delicateness, now replaced with determination. This was the first time she had felt this vague connection with this cold weapon. As if she had been granted a new name, she felt like she had suddenly been enlightened. Yu Zijian understood this as well, but she never thought her name actually possessed a meaning like that. The jian, or sword, obviously represented the Proud Sword manor. Yu Shukuang had originally given her the name of ‘Zijian’ to remember her mother. With the propitious omen of violet qi from the east, a wise monarch sweeps through the world, kills millions, and unites the entire world under them, leading to eternal peace and becoming a figure of great virtue and benevolence.” Towards the end, Li Qingshan’s voice gradually drifted off. Zi, or violet, is a colour of great respect, while jian, or sword, is the lord of all weapons. Yu Zijian looked at everyone’s faces in the surroundings. I hope you can take this as a lesson and avoid following the footsteps of your mother!” If my cultivation was slightly weaker, I would have been dragged in as well. ![]() Your soft-heartedness almost killed your father and had made you suffer. Otherwise, you will harm others and yourself. Suddenly, she heard Niu Juxia’s voice ring out, “Benevolence is not a bad thing, but you cannot ask for perfection with every single thing in this world. ![]() They clearly were not bad people, so why did they have to end up like this? Were the heavens really messing with people? She was filled with sadness, but she had no idea what to say. Yu Zijian seemed to be able to feel their pain. Yu Zijiang looked at the sobbing Ma Chaoqun and the weeping Yu Shukuang who reminisced about the kind-hearted woman who had passed away long ago. ![]()
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